Month: March 2018

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If

This smoke has been in the university for a long time, but she has given me the emptiness I have never had before! Is it passionate or free? I lingered — for a long time! It seemed that I got the answer I wanted slowly! Several hikers gathered together, playing around or KK songs, drinking some wine or chatting. I think this is the so-called college life! —– But this is not the life I want!!! I don’t know what the reason is. College life gives me all kinds of infinite reflections, which are rogue reflections. In my memory, one day she gave me infinite reflection. Just after eating, we went to a small bar together, where we could play casually. One was that everyone was happy, the other was that we hadn’t been together for a long time, and we just gathered together. Walking on the street, the hurried pedestrians passed by, and the street lamps on both sides of the street gave out colorful lights; The car hurried past, occasionally giving out annoying whistle. This just evoke my uncomfortabl heart!!! Walking to the door of the bar, I glanced into the bar casually and felt it was no different. It was just that people were talking and laughing everywhere without too much indifference, maybe this is just my visual error, not accurate. After walking in, I felt that it was full of wine and five flavors …… maybe this is the real feeling!! We randomly chose a booth in the lobby of the bar to pass our time. In this way …… it seems that nothing has changed, but in this inexplicable place, however, infinite changes have taken place in my heart… an inexplicable change that has never happened before!!!!!! I sat on the sofa in the booth and leaned against it. The scene in front of me was so sudden that I seemed to be unable to accept it, but I had to accept it. Maybe this is what people call hypocrisy….!!!! Then let me be hypocritical once …… looking at the men and women inside, they are so happy and smiling… maybe they are even more hypocritical!! It’s just that they can’t show themselves like me??? In this way, my heart became dull (not depressed). And my hand reached out to the table as if I didn’t listen to it, opened the cigarette case ruthlessly, took out the cigarette and lit it with fire, I started to smoke …… now the smoke fills my eyes …… I clearly remember that I not only smoked a cigarette this night, but many …… I remember more clearly that it was impossible for me to smoke before …… in this winding night, I..?? I spent it thoughtfully..!!!! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Special

[Introduction]]: if your lover is a blue sky, you are the gorgeous rainbow in the blue sky. If your lover is the harbor of my heart, you are the boat that stays on the shore. If your lover is the whole forest, you are the one in the forest. The largest tree if my lover gives me a happy life On Valentine’s Day on Tanabata, I suddenly remembered him, who was my classmate in high school. During the more than ten years’ student career, there were countless classmates. Some occasionally meet in the street, but they can’t call their names. There are only a few people who can remember their names, but there is just one of them. His name seems to have carved a mark on my heart, I’m afraid this life difficult to erase. It was him that made me develop the habit of keeping diaries, and it was also him that made me stop writing diaries from one day. In order to forget him, I tore up two thick diaries. In order to forget him, I escaped from the reunion of classmates again and again. I thought I could completely get rid of his shadow, but I didn’t expect that he became a wound that could not be healed in my heart. It is puzzling to fall in love with someone. Why? Maybe the reason why I can’t be a husband and wife is that I don’t have enough fate. I can break up but I can’t forget it smartly. This is the weakness of my character. We became the most familiar strangers. Later, they got married and had children. During a spring festival holiday several years ago, when I held a classmate party again, when I heard that he would go, I didn’t want to suppress myself any more. I really wanted to meet him. But after seeing him, how should I face it? I invited a female classmate to go with me. What I didn’t expect was that he could handle it so well. While I was still thinking about how to greet him, he immediately stretched out his hand and naturally said to me: old classmate, I haven’t seen you for many years! It was like we had never loved each other, just like we were just ordinary classmates. Did he forget me long ago. The place where we gathered was a four-star hotel with 20 seats and a large room. I have not seen a dozen of my classmates for many years. Now I am really happy to see all of them with a full face of spring breeze! After talking loudly and having a full meal, someone started to pick up the microphone and show off my singing voice. I was not in the mood to sing and I was not good at singing, so I stood up and said goodbye. But everyone didn’t agree, and those who didn’t sing were not allowed to leave. There was no way, so they had to find the simplest song Su Xiaoming’s “Night of the military port” to sing for a while. Although they didn’t sing well, everyone clapped, always give some face. All the classmates at this party left their contact information, namely their mobile phone numbers, and some even left QQ. In the third month after this party, when the willow branches beside the River sprouted, he called me and asked me if I had time on weekends. He wanted to drive with me to go hiking in the countryside. To be honest, I really want to go. I really want to talk to him alone and talk about each other’s life in recent years. I just talk to each other as a common classmate and friend. But I don’t think I should go. I am worried that if my husband knows, what should I do if I misunderstand? But I couldn’t refuse directly for fear of hurting his kindness. So I said that I would go to **place to do business on weekends, and I would contact you when I have time. Later, I also called several times, but I never mentioned the matter of going for an outing, so he stopped asking. If your lover is a blue sky, you are the gorgeous rainbow in the blue sky. If your lover is the harbor of my heart, you are the boat that stays on the shore. If your lover is the whole forest, you are the one in the forest. The tallest tree if your lover gives me a happy life, you must decorate the picture of my life. Actually, you have never stepped out of the space of my heart [Editor in charge: Man Tree]] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. 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World

[Introduction]: The happiest distance in the world is that you sit in an Internet cafe, and then a beautiful woman sits next to you. However, you disdain and play with the anti-terrorist elite, and I understand how different you play. Because the warehouse map is not purely responsive, but also tactical. The farthest distance in the world is that you are sitting in an Internet cafe. The seat beside you is always empty, and there is no beautiful woman sitting next to you. The furthest distance in the world is that you see a beautiful woman walking outside the internet cafe smartly. The Pride makes you understand how frustrated it is to be a man. The most painful distance in the world is that after you sit in an Internet cafe, an ugly woman sits beside you. It makes you look ugly. The least painful distance in the world is that after you sit in the Internet cafe, no ugly woman is willing to sit next to you and avoid it, which shows that you look okay. The furthest distance in the world is that after you sit in the Internet cafe, you sit next to two beautiful women one after another. You chat with them, but they keep silent. The most painful distance in the world is that you tell a girl that you love her, but she regards it as the capital to show you a proud attitude. The happiest distance in the world is that you sit in an Internet cafe, and then a beautiful woman sits next to you. However, you disdain and play with the anti-terrorist elite, and I understand how different you play. Because the warehouse map is not purely responsive, but also tactical. Moreover, the reason why you play this is that you want to find the release of beauty from it. The happiest distance in the world is the beauty who used to walk outside smartly. One day, she shed tears of true feelings for the wars somewhere in the world. The happiest distance in the world is to see fewer and fewer stars in the advertisements on TV. The more advanced cars, the less stars are invited to advertise. The most painful distance in the world is a beautiful woman sitting next to you. She wanted to shake her head to show the silent temperament of a young girl. But after reading your article, she understood that this action was not suitable at this time. The most painful distance in the world is that those beautiful netizens steal vegetables from your QQ Farm, but they don’t want to say one more word to you. The most painful distance in the world is a woman who can’t be ugly any more. She is sitting next to you and chatting with you, but you are embarrassed not to talk with her. The happiest distance in the world is that you don’t even have a look at all the beauties, whether in QQ friends or beside Internet cafes. The most painful distance in the world is that you don’t understand why most of the women who surf the Internet in Internet cafes are beautiful women. However, it is far lower than this proportion in life. The most painful distance in the world is that you go to the library to read books every day. The library is empty, which reminds you of the love between you and the female administrator, but then she is very ugly. The furthest distance in the world is that you can’t see that the distance between any beauty and your soul can reach a tacit understanding. The furthest distance in the world is that you know there must be beauties in the world who can become close friends with you, but you will never find them. The furthest distance in the world is when you are on the street, seeing a beautiful woman coming towards you, you even have no chance to figure out whether she is your close lover, just pass by like this. The furthest distance in the world is when you see a beautiful woman coming towards you on the street. You have passed her for many times, but you still have no chance to confess to her. The furthest distance in the world is when you see a beautiful woman coming towards you on the street. You no longer want to know her situation, because you know it’s useless, there is little possibility that she is your close lover. The furthest distance in the world, you think, maybe one day, God will give you a chance to meet your intimate love, but you have waited for ten thousand years, but you still haven’t waited. The furthest distance in the world is that you just threw your big nose on the trouser leg of the beautiful girl in your class. She scolded you. The farthest distance in the world is that it really happened. The furthest distance in the world is that you never have the chance to save beauty with heroes. You imagine countless possible situations, but none of them is reasonable. The furthest distance in the world is that in an article you read, a man saved a beautiful female college student with good family background, good temperament under a speeding car. However, the boy’s family was poor and could not afford to eat, but after saving the beauty, he ignored the beauty. On the contrary, this made the beauty deeply love him. Of course, beauty may not be your intimate lover, but the intimate lover who appears to have no defects after being beautified by the author. [Responsible editor: Warm]] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Festival

[Introduction]: My friend, I know that in the past year, you have been busy in front of your desk; You have the eyes to explore in front of your parents’ bed; You never forget to pay back your lover’s love; the warmth and coldness of children hang in your heart. You won the praise of leaders and the laughter of relatives with selfless dedication. I want to say to you for them: Thank you! You worked hard! Always unconsciously, the Spring Festival came unexpectedly following the long river of time; Always unconsciously, we grew from young to young, and now we are not in middle age. Spring Festival has become a symbol of our growth. Festival, Hello! In the north, the river is frozen, under the sunshine. Crystal clear; People twist Yangko and step on high feet. The joy is beyond words. Every household hangs lanterns waiting for the coming of the Spring Festival. Festival, Hello! In the south, the river was flowing happily, and swallows passed over the river one by one. The holiday was coming soon, and the hearts of many students flew out of the campus like swallows. They should report to their relatives with the best achievements; They should wait for the coming of the Spring Festival with full knowledge. Festival, Hello! My friend, I know that in the past year, you have been busy in front of your desk; You have the eyes to explore in front of your parents’ bed; You will never forget to pay back your lover’s love; You will always feel warm and cold in your heart. You won the praise of leaders and the laughter of relatives with selfless dedication. I want to say to you for them: Thank you! You worked hard! In the new year, may you have the brisk wind, the elegance of clouds and the enthusiasm of rain; In the new year, may good luck accompany you, happiness follow you, and happiness will always belong to you! May you make new achievements in the year of Tiger [Responsible editor: Warm] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Essays

When the sun was about to fall from behind, I stood with a glow. Standing on this dusk campus. In the dusk campus, there were many crowds. I suddenly wanted to think deeply, the world and myself. Today, it slipped inexplicably. Slide over, leaving no trace of my change. What did you have and what did you lose? Want to understand… what is the meaning of this life? I want to understand… what am I doing? Want to understand… want to understand, want to know, what happened before tomorrow? Will tomorrow simply be the continuation of today. Or, what should I do? I don’t know …… so, time ~ seems to become a drop of light. Falling… falling… into nothingness. It is easy to hear people say that they are growing up, right. Growing up, right? Growing up, but growing up. What does growing up mean, maturity? Or …… maybe, I just feel that there are more stories of my own that can be stated. There are more memories to recall, sad, happy, all good. In that way, there will be less loneliness. In the vast sea of people, in the boundless time wilderness. Met. I met a lot, just like filling the blank with stories. However, what we often see is the past, in our hearts. What I am talking about is just the back of the past. As for the next second world, I am totally ignorant. Sometimes, I am at a loss. As for the future, it is more difficult to understand, so it doesn’t matter. Yes, I exist. Indeed of alive. However, what kind of me I am? I have a pair of eyes and can see everything in the world. I have a pair of ears, listening to the endless dust. I have a heart, and I am constantly Understanding sadness and happiness. I keep chasing for the happiness in my heart. But, why? I am often confused, just like the despair of hesitating on the cliff. In a hurry, I was busy somehow until I was tired. Is it true that I live to be busy? Otherwise, how can I explain it. Gradually, time slipped away in the gap. Gradually, there was a day after day in my consciousness, a month, a year. Gradually, all the people around me changed and became strange. But has it really changed? The reason why we have never stood in the same space has changed. Because we have experienced too much. But for nature, nothing has changed. Da Xu, this is life. But I still don’t understand the reincarnation of such life. For what kind of continuation. As for life, I am willing to fall. As for falling, I don’t know why. When I appeared one day, I became a piece of leaves floating in the whirlpool of life. I began to think whether I should. We should give up thinking. Maybe everything is empty. All is nothingness. [Editor in charge: Man Tree]] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Literature

[Introduction] the best way for me to use literary creation is prose. Because prose is the truest, the freest, the most beautiful, and the most accessible language of human soul. Almost every exquisite prose has a beautiful soul fluttering in it vividly. People should always have some faith to make life meaningful and valuable. If someone asks me: what do you believe in? I will answer: I believe in life. Because the context of life itself is something that interests people very much, of course, many of which are the things of scientists. But as an ordinary person, I believe that the existence of life is meaningful, and it is by no means as simple as living. Therefore, I can further say that I believe that my life is valuable and meaningful. No matter what kind of situation I encounter in my life, I will live happily and firmly, and live a meaningful and valuable life. The so-called meaningful and valuable means that while solving our own survival and development, we should do more meaningful and valuable things for this nation and the homeland we depend on. I think, to believe and pursue this meaning is to carry out a kind of thinking, looking for a kind of soul, a kind of soul world that can make people beautiful and noble. So how to explain the soul specifically? In my opinion, the soul is concrete, invisible and ethereal. More than a decade ago, the writer Ma Lihua quoted Tibetan words in his book “walking through Tibet”: soul is like wind. The wind is invisible but ubiquitous. I have been in this world for so long, and I feel the power of passing the wind is enormous and infinite, the freshness and comfort of passing the wind, and how it subtly penetrates into my skin and blood, become a part of the spiritual world that dominates me, become my God, my spiritual sustenance and the green grass that can be relied on. So there is no end to the pursuit of the soul world? I don’t know. I think maybe I can’t find this answer even if I spend my whole life energy. But I have no regrets. I expect my whole life and energy to pursue a kind of beautiful and noble soul, and work hard to build a world with kindness and sympathy, they are all striving to make their lives valuable and meaningful. One way I pursue the beauty of soul is literature writing. Because human beings are inseparable from literature, which is powerful. Literature can purify and transform human souls, making human souls noble and beautiful; Because human beings always have a potential spiritual desire, even if the material society is rich and colorful, or how poor and lagging behind, people are always eager to have a green home to settle their souls; Because people need passion, we need to place a kind of hope in the deep soul, and we need the soul to place a kind of beautiful vision in the process of flying. However, I think that this kind of hope and longing only belongs to those who watch the soul or build the soul world all their lives. Although this kind of life is a little desolate and lonely, it is rich, peaceful, pure, beautiful. The best way for me to use literary creation is prose. Because prose is the truest, the freest, the most beautiful, and the most accessible language of human soul. Almost every exquisite prose has a beautiful soul fluttering in it vividly. I benefit from it, and I also have a deep meaning: firstly, prose is a literary style of true feelings and feelings, and all those who are hypocritical should be far away from this genre; Secondly, prose should have thoughts, in other words, there should be a kind of thought emotion, otherwise it would be moaning without illness; Thirdly, prose writing requires the author to be honest and pay attention to accumulating the real emotional world, the real and rich life experience and emotional world can make the writer’s works thicker. That is to say, once writing is combined with personal destiny, the work may have a qualitative leap, or reveal a kind of desolation and profound feeling of life, or it is permeated with a kind of passion and vivid and beautiful character, and there must be a fascinating musical melody in it. But prose is also the art of language. It is naive to think that good prose can be written only by true feelings and feelings. So I like reading prose with beautiful and comfortable language, and when writing, my heart will still be as calm, indifferent and comfortable as reading prose, just like a pool of lake water in the Great Forest, a Cold Moon is reflected in the Qing Dynasty, and my soul is soaked in this lake water. Once it is expressed in words, my soul is like the wind floating in the western sky with the words of pastoral in July 2009: This article is my preface for my prose essay “thoughts of life. The guide has the low-I self-2008 nian since written I satisfactory 47 essay and prose, a total of 160,000 words, by Beijing has Chinese press published. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. 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Autumn

In the distance, a lonely bird lingered in the empty sky dragging its tired body. The hoarse and helpless voice floated in the air which seemed to be about to solidify. The Voice spread hard around, even for a long time, I could hear the gradual and clear wailing. Isolated island why lingered about? Maybe it doesn’t know where to go in the future, maybe it is missing something that was almost forgotten, or even a cold wind blows past, the only few leaves on the bare tree pole could not stand the swaying of the cold wind for a long time and fell down unwillingly. Perhaps the fallen leaves were its best destination at all. But before it landed, it was blown up again, which seemed to be a trick of fate. It was repeatedly dropped, blown up and finally blown down to the surface of the lake, but there was no ripple on the surface of the lake, this is a lake stagnant water! Turning into spring mud to protect flowers was its last hope, but now it still couldn’t realize it. Desperate, it could only watch itself slowly sinking to the bottom of the Lake! Looking up again, that lonely bird gradually disappeared in the sky. Maybe this land no longer belongs to it. Instead of nostalgia, it is better to look for the next happiness with good memories! The Sky recorded its lonely figure, and a dark cloud passed away, wiping off its remaining traces! What was left was a blank, and the sky restored its original color! Bleak as before, Desolation continues, sadness will never come back! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…

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Dad

Indeed, I woke up just after 7 o’clock this morning and took out my mobile phone to dial my father’s phone. Unexpectedly, I couldn’t get through after three consecutive dials. I felt a little sad in my heart. Today is so special, why can’t my father get through the phone? When I just wanted to call my mother, but at that moment my mother’s phone came in unexpectedly. Before the phone came out, I used to call mom. But there came Dad’s happy voice saying it was dad. I immediately realized that Dad, happy birthday. When I heard it, my father smiled happily on the other side of the phone. When I went back home on National Day, I went home and sat on the sofa that night, and my father sat down with me immediately. He drank a little wine and asked my father to hug him while he was enjoying the wine. But I didn’t want to, but my father pulled me and let me sit on his knees. It seemed that I was back to my childhood in a trance. Because I was very tired, it was just eight o’clock after dinner, so I went back to my room to have a rest. My mother laid the bed long before I came back. I lay on the bed wearily, then my mother pushed the door and came in, lying on my right side. Within a few minutes, my father also came in, and he lay on my left side immediately. The picture was warm, that feeling is warm, I am how happy it is. After four days back home, my father drank every day, and there were many people at home every day. I didn’t really have dinner with my parents alone for several days back home. I was a little angry and said that you would drink like this again, I will not come back next time. But dad answered casually that he would not reply. Later, I heard from my mother that after saying that, my father told her that she was my daughter and she would understand me. Anyway, she was my daughter. I am your daughter. I understand you. I know why you are greedy for drinking. If you don’t worry about me day and night, why do you have to drink to relieve your sorrow so that you are addicted to drinking? Every time when guests come home, my father will tell my uncles that this is my daughter. It seemed that his daughter was his greatest pride. But as his daughter, my father is the person I am most proud. Since I was young, I have been proud of my father. He has many brothers, each of whom treats him like a brother. When there are difficulties, the uncles are never vague. They take care of each other with courage and courage, and share happiness with each other, it is impossible to describe the Brotherhood of father and uncle at the same time. So apart from being proud of my father, I envy him more. I can understand my father’s Brotherhood, because I am the same as my father. I also have many brothers and sisters who love and care about me. I know very well that they treat me like those uncles treat my father, from this point, our father and daughter are so lucky. In my eyes, my father is a tough man, but my father, who I regard as a man in my heart, has shed many tears for my daughter. 09 years 6 yue, I to go practice, I didn’t go home went to Shenzhen. I remember that my father called me almost every day at that time, and even said with tears that you should come back. Your mother was almost crying blind. But I still didn’t go home. At that time, I am so willful. In September, I finally realized the hardship outside. Although I said there were elder brothers and sisters, I really couldn’t stay any longer. Then I went back to Guilin, but I didn’t tell any relatives at that time. I found a job as a webmaster in an Internet cafe. One day, I listened to a song of my parents who were pitiful all over the world. I immediately cried, then I sent two very long messages to my father. Soon my father called him, and he cried and said, “my child, go home. It will be fine if you go home. Shall we go to junior college? I choked and responded vaguely. Maybe my father was afraid that I didn’t hear his words, so he asked my mother to call me. I cried loudly as soon as I heard my mother’s voice. Later, I went home, but I didn’t choose to continue studying. I went to Zhaoqing in October with my brother and uncle. Last year, I fell in love with someone. Regardless of anyone’s obstruction, I insisted on being with him. I even imagined that we would get married and be together forever. I even submitted my resignation, my mom and dad finally agreed to be with me under my pleading and willfulness. I was so excited that night that I didn’t fall asleep. But my mother called me the next morning, saying that I should break up with him. I haven’t reacted yet. Didn’t I say it was done last night? Regardless of my dullness, my mother continued to say that your father dreamed of you last night and cried when he woke up. He said he had only one daughter. How could he be willing to let her marry so far? After hanging up my mother’s phone, I didn’t know what it was like in my heart. My father, you shed tears for your disobedient daughter. How could you make my daughter feel? When someone disappeared in my life because of these things, I suddenly realized that my father was the one who loved me most. I was glad that I didn’t give up my father who loved me deeply for someone. Dad, although you are not talkative, I understand your love for your daughter. Although you won’t call me as frequently as mom did, I know that you expect to hear my voice more than mom. Although you would ask your mother to answer the phone when I called home, I knew that every time you hung up the phone, you would ask your mother what I said and whether I was doing well. Dad, my daughter knows you, and she remembers everything you have done for her. Dad, you said, let’s work together. Dad, today is your 42th birthday. My daughter can only wish you a happy birthday from afar. Next year, on your birthday, my daughter is looking forward to having a meal for you. Like (prose editor: Yue ran) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. 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Wrote

When I said this, I heard my breath clearly. I think I really can’t live without you-this life, the afterlife, I am willing to stay with you all the time. I have been with you since I was young, with my brothers and sisters. From my memory, you have occupied my whole childhood. If I hadn’t heard your nagging, I don’t think I can detect your aging till now. Forgive me for recording your details at this time. Forgive me for worrying about your leaving at this moment. I thought you would accompany me all the time, but I forgot the cruelty of time. Maybe one day you will leave me, but I can only cry in my memory. The day before yesterday, I went back to my hometown. The road was muddy and the wind was strong. The boundless snow couldn’t beat my shivering. You were not there when I got home. I was quiet in the empty courtyard, as if I would not grow old. What emerges in front of my eyes is that when I was young, those memories forgive me and I can only swallow it alone. I can’t describe it with words, and I don’t know how to describe it. When I saw you coming back, I suddenly felt very warm and safe. Maybe only by your side can I be spoiled and no longer worry about the snow. I walked out of the house, waiting for your return. Soon, your figure appeared in the distance. My name was Grandma from afar. I came back. Although it was far away, your smile was so clear. Yes, you were very happy, which old man is not looking forward to more birds leaving the nest every day?! Seeing you stumbling, my nose suddenly became Sour. You used to walk very fast, was it cold, or were you really old? When I got home, you always asked me whether I was cold or hungry. I suddenly wanted to cry because I didn’t know how many times I could listen to your concern in my life, you are no longer my grandmother who can keep out the wind and rain when I was young. I grew up, but you are old… I helped you cook at noon. When I took the knife in your hand to cut vegetables, a cold through bones pierced the residual temperature in my hand — I found that there was no handle on the kitchen knife! I really can’t think about how you cut vegetables at ordinary times! My grandma, my poor grandma! I blame you for not buying a new one, but you are like a child who has made a mistake explaining to me that my heart suddenly became sour, reciting your eyes and letting tears fall down. I remember that when I was young, you didn’t let me cook, saying that the food I cooked could only prevent hunger, and when I ran around in the kitchen, you would still say me. But now you can only look at me nearby, Grandma, am I growing up or are you really old? When cooking, you said that your sister-in-law called and said she would not let you go out and let you watch TV in the bed. I know that you remember your daughter’s concern in your heart, then you smiled and told me that I called when it snowed that day, At that time, you hadn’t got up yet. You said you didn’t find a thick layer of snow in the yard until you got up. I knew your happiness in your heart. Every old man would remember everything that his children did, but you told me such a simple thing six times during my day at home! Are you always remembering it, or are you forgetting something? If you really forget something, why do you remember the thing I called so clearly? If you don’t forget something, why do you mention it again and again? How can I persuade myself not to cry, my grandma! My only Grandma!!! Is time really so cruel? Can’t I really retain your past? If you really left, how can I keep going? How can I not be buried in this desolate world? How will I spend every day of aging? I can’t see tomorrow, how can I survive the dark night? How I wish that you will always be by my side to protect me from the wind and rain. How I wish that I will go back to my childhood and never grow up. I will go back to school and send clothes to my sister. When I told her these, her crying eyes became red and swollen. I said, “be filial to grandma while we still have time. In fact, we all know that it is while grandma still has time… Like (prose editor: prose online) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. 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After rain

The sky after rain is fresh and pleasant. Looking far away, a piece of green, green crops, rippling in the wind, like the blue sea waves, wave by wave. The grass beside the river stood on tiptoe, looking left and right, eager for butterflies to come and stop. A few wild flowers were washed clean by the rain of a day, adding fresh and beautiful colors. The stretching small petals rounded their faces with smiles. Willow branches are dancing in the breeze, setting off a few pieces of rosy faces.. After the rain, the cool summer wind drove the sunset glow to the West with a long braid. At night, he was walking towards the Riverside with vigorous steps. The field frogs in the pond were humming a tune, which made me feel a little comfortable. A kind of association which has been for a long time is presented in front of us. Linghu, a small town in the countryside, has such a scene! It seems that my soul is also happy with the green field in front of me, light, like a pair of wings born, rising over the sky. I feel that I am back to my age of Dyke, and I am cutting Leymus in the wheat field with a chain knife, but I just haven’t seen those innocent, lively and familiar little faces…… [Editor in charge: Leaves] Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…